Holy crap, I got the job!
Have you ever seen that movie "Defending Your Life"? After people die, they go on trial to see how brave they were on earth and decide if they need to go back or go...to the next place (whatever that is). Their attorneys show clips from their life. In one clip, they show the main character role-playing with his wife about how he's going to negotiate salary for the job he's going to be offered the next day. He practices being a total hard ass, not taking a dime less than the money he wants. Then, the next clip shows him taking the first offer given to him. This was me. I told my husband that I was going to insist on a specific number - that I was worth it and I would fight for it...then they called me, offered me the job for less and I said yes in .02 seconds. Sigh. At least I have a job now.
I decided to do a trial run with daycare today, drop the kids off and spend the day with my husband. I was a wreck. I cried on the way, while we dropped them off, and several times over the next few hours. And here I thought I was ready to be away from them. Having kids is such a mind fuck. I don't think there could be a situation that MORE personifies "grass is always greener".
Anyways. I start on Monday! Yay! (mostly).